Hunter: Mind Capacity Starting From Devil Fruit

The first goal...

In the clear green space, Huang Quan's indifferent gaze fell on the guy not far away with a big nose and a face that looked like a vicious dog.

Unlike the other three people who went out to him, this guy kept sniffing around like a dog, as if he had concluded that Huang Quan was hiding nearby.

"[Enhancer], is it an ability characteristic that tends to enhance the sense of smell?"

Huang Quan, who followed the opponent and observed for a long time, took out a sharp iron piece wrapped tightly with a bandage from his pocket when he saw the other three people gradually disappearing.

This was something he specially found and sharpened last night, a piece of metal that was similar to a dagger and was easy to carry.

Originally, he wanted to find a real dagger, but the only sharp weapon on Spider's side was Nobunaga's long knife.

In this regard, Huang Quan could only temporarily find hard iron pieces from the spider's remaining materials and grind them by himself.

"It's sharp enough..."

Untying the old bandages, Huang Quan couldn't help but think of the [Black Devil] he saw in the Flip Collection Room before.

That kind of clear sharpness that seems to be able to cut through consciousness is indeed a destructive method that he is extremely lacking now.

After all, neither the characteristics of the [Door] nor the extended [Air Door] can cause direct damage.

Therefore, before the corresponding capabilities are developed, all attack methods must rely on Huang Quan himself.

"Damn fat man... just wait."

Recalling the smiling tiger-like Fripp, a cold light flashed in Huang Quan's eyes, and his indifferent gaze soon fell on Youli outside.

"The interest starts from you..."

Holding the rusty and sharp iron piece tightly and using "Jue" as the application technique, Huang Quan tightened and minimized his own aura and presence.

[Open the door]!

Under the action of [Devil's Gate], a half-meter-wide circular sliding door was instantly formed.

Looking at the door with his head facing away, Huang Quan stretched out the iron piece with an indifferent expression, and silently cut and pulled at Youli's neck and aorta, which seemed to be completely unaware.

Phew!

A large amount of blood spurted out.

Ho ho ho!

The blood spurted out uncontrollably and he tightly covered the wound on the aorta. Youli looked at the empty space behind him in disbelief.

No enemies?

How was he attacked?

Feeling the rapid passage of life, Yuli looked around desperately, and the [qi] in his body continued to flow into the wound of the aorta, trying to temporarily seal the wound and stop the massive loss of blood.

However, Huang Quan, who has been observing, how could he not know how tenacious Nen's life is...

If you want to avoid unnecessary variables, a quick decision is the only option!

Just when Yuli fell into despair, he tried to seal his trachea and asked for help.

call out!

Behind him, the silent [Air Door] opened again.

The dull, sharp piece of iron penetrated Youli's temple without any hindrance, directly penetrating into his extremely fragile brain.

One hit kill!

With despair and panic remaining, Yuli's pupils instantly expanded and fell into deathly silence.

boom! The corpse fell to the ground, and blood flowed out of the aortic wound that was trying to be closed, turning the surrounding ground into blood.

"There are three more..."

Glancing at the corpse, he thought for a moment that Huang Quan did not put it into another space, but took the iron piece and added a few more deep fatal wounds to the vital parts of his body, then closed the [Air Door] and disappeared.

On the spot, only a broken corpse covered in blood was left.

In the silent environment, it looks eerie.

Different space.

Recalling the direction where the three of them had gone before, Huang Quan walked out of the fifty-meter radius with a calm expression.

For a time, the [Qi Quantity] originally restored by [Jue] began to be continuously consumed.

While passively consuming, at the same time actively using [Absolute] to recover.

A wonderful sense of contradiction emerged in Huang Quan's heart.

As for why he didn't just catch up outside, he naturally wanted to see if under the influence of [Absolute], he could keep up with the consumption of [Qi] when expanding the space range.

At the same time, beware of enemy ambush.

In Nen battles, Nen intelligence is crucial.

Now that we are in a battle situation where the enemy is overt and we are covert, Huang Quan naturally wants to maintain this advantage.

"Fortunately, Cass didn't come..."

Huang Quan narrowed his eyes slightly as he recalled the guy whose "Qi" was several times greater than his own.

"Otherwise, with the other party's vigilance and [magnanimity], he will definitely find out before I take action..."

"I just don't know if he knows those advanced application skills. If he does, if there is a battle later, we must first avoid his edge..."

"And that damn fat guy..."

Walking in the darkness, the clear green space continued to spread from around Huang Quan, and the scenes from the outside world continued to appear in his eyes.

Just like that, in the midst of spreading and thinking.

Not long after.

Two hundred meters away from where Yuli died, a short and fat figure was hiding in a dark corner, seemingly waiting for something.

Just wait and see?

Seeing that the opponent was trying to crawl like a fat rat, he tensed up in a posture waiting for an opportunity.

"No wonder you are so fat..."

"Sure enough, you can't expect too much from the Ninja of Meteor Street..."

Seeing that the other party didn't even know how to [Jue] and still maintained the appearance of [Tang], Huang Quan couldn't help but laugh and shook his head.

"Is it simply because they don't know how to do it? Or did Flippo not teach them? It seems that the old guy only cares about quantity, not quality..."

"interesting……"

Thinking of this, Huang Quan smiled thoughtfully and looked down at the alert-looking fat man.

"Since you have chosen greed, then you should also accept the price that matches it..."

The words just fell.

Above Fatty's head, an air door the size of an arm suddenly appeared. A white right hand wrapped in "Qi", holding a sharp iron piece, stabbed down quickly towards the plump and bulging back of the head.